Love Me

Album: London With The Lights On (2012)
Charted: 5
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  • Whoa, yeah yeah yeah
    Courtney! Rip
    Whatever man, everyone does that ad-lib, ha!
    Now girls, what we gonna call these guys that don't like it?
    The Waste Men!

    You can explore me all Sunday, as Sunday's my only day off
    You know that I don't wanna hang with no stranger. (No)
    After I'm done I wont gone, but I have to say
    All your chocolate got me meltin' baby,
    Got me meltin', oh my days, yeah yeah yeah!
    Let me give you double helpings, you'll be screaming
    Baby baby baby baby, uh uh!

    Oh oh oh, make me cum and I'll go
    'Cause I won't need you no more (no!)
    Foreplay is fine, but I ain't got the time
    Why don't you hurry up, yeah hurry up, yeah hurry up!
    Fuck me

    You better call your friend Johnny, you wanna hope he's in town
    Cause you know when you blow that I don't want no, d-d-d-d-danger!
    Without him it ain't going down, but I have to say
    Milky bar kid got me melting
    Sugar with that geek chic all the way
    Put it in and don't you scream not unless it's dirty, dirty filthy dirty, uh uh!

    Oh oh oh, make me cum and I'll go
    'Cause I won't need you no more (no!)
    Foreplay is fine, but I ain't got the time
    Why don't you hurry up, yeah hurry up, yeah hurry up!

    It's Travie! (Fuck me) Listen, I don't know what you take me as
    But it's obvious your girlfriends got you gassed
    I've spent most my life chasing ass
    Now I'm tired, so we gonna have to make this fast!
    On second thought I hit the E-brake
    Let me set the D-5 up, we're gonna make a freaky tape,
    kiss me off right here I'm a freak but hey,
    Piss me off and I swear to God, I'ma leak the tape
    And matter fact I'd rather masturbate
    Then to deal with another basket case
    Ah what a waste of a fat booty!
    I used to beg but why bother when they hand it to me

    Listen mate, I don't mean to brag
    I'm telling you I'ma be the best you've had
    So let's roll! Don't be taking your time
    Get it up, put it in, blow my mind!
    And the rest, are explicits!
    Ha-ha I'm joking you know I don't do that

    Oh oh oh, make me cum and I'll go
    'Cause I won't need you no more (no!)
    Foreplay is fine, but I ain't got the time
    Why don't you hurry up, yeah hurry up, yeah hurry up!

    Where's the music gone?
    Fuck me

    Why don't you, fuck me

    Hey Diddle Diddle, my cat needs a fiddle ha ha! Writer/s: BLAIR MCKICHAN, COURTNEY RUMBOLD, DARREN LEWIS, DI BARRAND, IYIOLA BABABOLA, JACK MCMANUS, JO PERRY, TRAVIS MCCOY
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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